Chapter 880

The lesson of ghost month is ahead, so Su Moyu is naturally afraid.

But at this time, there is no point in retreating.

So, after thinking and thinking, he came to the virtual shadow of the God of war.

However, unlike ghost moon, Su Moyu remained vigilant from beginning to end.

If the false shadow of the God of war also comes to do it himself, he can escape.

Even if he can't hide, with his cultivation, he is confident that he can resist each other's move.

However, perhaps I can't feel Su Moyu's malice.

Or, as Chu Nanbo said, these forces belonging to the ancestors of the Jiuli nationality also knew Su Moyu's great contribution to their people.

The false shadow of the God of war did not show the hostility to the ghost moon.

He just slowly stretched out his hand and probed Su Moyu.

Su Mo Yu was stunned for a moment, then he also stretched out his hand and touched the other party's fist with his fist.

However, at this moment, Su Moyu's consciousness was in a trance.

When he came back to God again, he had arrived in a dark cave.

The grotesque rocks in the cave are jagged, and there are many people sitting or standing on the grotesque rocks.

"Here is..." Su Moyu was puzzled for a moment. He didn't understand why this happened.

At this time, a slightly hoarse voice came from above and said, "unexpectedly, at the end of thousands of years, it is an outsider who undertakes our strength!"

Hearing the sound, Su Moyu quickly looked up.

He saw a man sitting on a bluestone in the deepest part of the cave.

This man's appearance is the same as the ghost of the God of war.

Obviously, this guy is the first generation God of war of Jiuli nationality.

"Young Su Moyu, I'll see you all!" Su Moyu bowed.

There are so many people in the field. The youngest is also a figure more than 100000 years ago. It's reasonable to call them predecessors.

"Don't be so polite, we are just a memory!" said the first generation God of war.

"Sure enough!" Su Moyu nodded.

At this time, another person sighed and said, "young man, how are we Jiuli people now?"

Su Moyu was stunned. After thinking and thinking, he told each other the truth.

After listening to Su Moyu's narration, the people in the cave sighed.

For a long time, the first generation of the God of war Pooh and said: "a bunch of worthless things have been reduced to this point, just like in those days..."

Next, he talked about his glorious deeds when he was young.

This was said for a long time. Finally, someone couldn't listen, so he finally persuaded him.

At this time, one of the last people came to Su Moyu and said, "young man, did Chu Nanbo open the ancestral land and let you accept our power?"

Su Moyu turned his head and saw a very strong man standing behind him.

He quickly arched his hands and said, "yes, I don't know if you are..."

"The God of war of the previous generation, Qiao Yu!" the man said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, Su Moyu suddenly woke up and realized, "are you the former Lord in the mouth of Chu Nanbo?"

Qiao Yu nodded and said, "yes, but it's a pity that in the end, my God died in the hands of Yixie!"

Su Moyu said with a wry smile, "no wonder you. The strength of the evil god has far exceeded everyone's imagination."

When Qiao Yu, the God of war, heard this, he just shook his head reluctantly and finally said, "speaking of it, my body died too hastily. Hasn't the new leader of Jiuli been elected yet?"

Su Moyu nodded and said, "it seems so!"

Qiao Yu sighed and said, "please tell Chu Nanbo when you go out. From now on, he will officially become the next chief of Jiuli nationality!"

"OK! I will take this to!" Su Moyu said.

After the two of them finished talking, the first generation God of war in the deepest part of the cave finally climbed down from the big Bluestone and said, "well, we've been here for so many years for this day! Since the young man has such great kindness to the family, it's not a bad thing to give him our strength, don't you think?"

"The old patriarch said yes!" the people nearby quickly agreed.

Seeing that everyone said so, the first generation God of war came to Su Moyu and said, "young man, we will give you our strength now, but you must promise that you will not use this power to harm our Jiuli descendants!"

Su Moyu hurriedly said, "don't worry, elder. I will never do anything sorry to the Jiuli people, and as long as I am here, I won't let the Jiuli people cut off!"

With his assurance, the first generation of God of war nodded and said, "that's good. Please close your eyes now!"

Su Moyu closed his eyes tightly.

At this time, under the leadership of the first generation of God of war, they stretched out their hands and headed in the direction of Su Moyu.

For a moment, a strong and domineering breath rushed directly into Su Moyu's body.

And those personal figures have disappeared at this time.

"It's over?" Su Moyu said secretly.

At this time, his consciousness blurred again. In an instant, he found himself back in the cemetery of the ancestral land of the Jiuli nationality.

"Master, are you all right?"

Chu Nanbo stood next to Su Moyu and asked with concern.

"It's all right!" Su Moyu shook his head, but found that the virtual shadow of the God of war in front of him had long disappeared.

"What about... The power of the sages?" Chu Nanbo asked aloud.

Su Moyu thought and slowly stretched out his hand to hold it.

Boom!

Thunder exploded in the palm of your hand.

Seeing this scene, both Su Moyu and Chu Nanbo were surprised.

"It's really much stronger than before! The power of the Jiuli nationality really deserves its reputation!" Su Moyu sincerely praised.

Hearing this, Chu Nanbo smiled and said, "that's good. In this way, master, your chances of winning will be greater."

Su Moyu also smiled and nodded, then suddenly looked up and said to Chu Nanbo, "by the way, I saw Qiao Yu's memory just now when I was bearing the power of Jiuli nationality."

"Lord Qiao Yu?" hearing this, Chu Nanbo was stunned.

"He asked me to tell you one thing. From a few days, you will be the head of the Jiuli nationality!" Su Moyu said.

"This... Chu Nanbo of Jiuli obeys!" Chu Nanbo kneels down on one knee and bows to the depths of the cemetery.

Having understood this matter, Su Moyu set his eyes again on the dead body of ghost moon.

He doesn't understand why this guy is here.

Also, what about the sudden emergence of tree roots?

Thinking of this, Su Moyu went to the tree roots. At this time, there was no manipulation of ghost moon. These tree roots were no longer aggressive.

Su Moyu stretched out his hand and felt it with the power of wood. He understood many things in a moment.

"I see!" he whispered.